Its 9:00 P.M. pacific time, this is around the time that I fall asleep, well at least find my way into bed. I know it's early for any normal teen, but I've never been 'normal'. I've had a hard time growing up, not like the kids who are starving in third world countries but a hard enough time where I wished I could be taken away. Age 12 a step-mother I trusted with idiocy decided to leave, leaving a pour choice of words behind ones that never rang true. Age 14-15 several friends left through the course of those years. A total of three left, all close but the closest was the first to leave my side. But at one point a met a group—not from Earth, they were called Cybertronians—and soon enough they left me behind too. I had made close friends but just like other close friends they left.
I lived my life in fear for the past year, I'm 16 now. I cry often over my past, but mainly over the future what is to come, who would leave next.
I grabbed my iPod Touch, 5th generation, unlocked it with a four number pin and went to my Notes app. There I typed the following:
Just save me you guys,
I need you.
I—want to be taken away from the misery, nights of crying, my mistakes, wrong
moves…
I want to start over.
Alongside you all.
Help me—
Please—
I beg you guys.
And with those words typed I closed my eyes in confidence nothing would change. I thought I would simply wake up to another day full of unexplainable breakdowns. But to my surprise there was a surprise.
